For days and days we've had to keep an eye on Granddad, and Idon't know why. I shouldn't have touched it and Itotally wasn't thinking. Like atelevision drama. She couldn't bring herself to ask where her lover had gone last nightwhen she left that house in Galveston Road in the company of hersolicitor, Harriet Lewis.
He'll not be the same. You could have phoned. You ring me if you change your mind, he said. He's a good man, Raphael, she kept saying, and it's timenow.
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